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A childhood belief about cars

There used to be kids, wherever we drove, who would hide at the sides of the road and throw stones at me and the car I was in. I'd always peek out of the windows, looking for them, but I never caught a glimpse. They must be extremely good at hiding, I guessed.

Not until much later did I realise that the stones thrown by these evil kids were just the tyres throwing up gravel against the car.

— ethan

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